This is what the central area of Osamis on Mindanao looks like.
Based solely on the image of Mindanao, I had imagined a dilapidated townscape,
It has everything you need for daily life, and unlike the chaotic streets of Cebu, it's a very beautiful city.
From large supermarkets to small, local markets.
Banks, hospitals, hardware stores, my favorite electronics stores—if I ask Gigi's family for something, they'll always find it for me.
When I moved to Yonezawa City in Yamagata Prefecture, which was buried in snow about 10 years ago, I felt like it was a very livable city, but once I lived there, I found it to be a very nice place to live.
Perhaps Osamis is a town that can evoke such feelings in you.
That said, it's not all perfect; the road leading to the village where I'm currently renting starts to look like this.
It says 'They're repairing the road right now.', but since this is the Philippines, who knows when it will end...
This truck, fully loaded with coconuts, fell off the roadside while transporting them.
Since there was no other option, I had someone go find a shovel and started leveling the pile of earth myself.
At first, the locals were watching from a distance, but they helped us, and we were finally able to get through.
That night, the village chief of the barangay (I'm not entirely sure, but he might have been the town mayor) came to greet us.
But I was really tired from the physical labor during the day, so I lay down in bed in the evening.
My worried sister Irene came to check on me and found me asleep, crying.
Perhaps I can't push myself too hard yet.